Sam
written by: Philomena Daly
I threw him out for good last night
I have had enough
He’ll not be in my home again;
He left without his stuff.
He’s not beside me through the day
But then silently
every night comes crawling back
Well that does not suit me!
So last night I had it out with him
He really makes me sick
Defenestration came to mind
And that sure did the trick!
But, what if his folk are seeking him
And staring at me now
All his spider siblings
Spying, sniping at me?! – OWW!!
I am Irish and have enjoyed living in different parts of Ireland and love meeting new people and listening to their life stories. I also enjoy reminiscing on my rural Irish childhood and writing about same, several such articles have been published in the Ireland's Own weekly magazine. I also love letter writing, to friends and have also been awarded Letter of the Week several times with the Sunday Independent.
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